Chapter 1154 - Chapter 1155: the Miserable Song Family 1 (1/2)

On the street, Song de was carrying a woven bag and picking up trash everywhere to make a living. At first, the whole family was looking forward to a beautiful future.

But who would have thought that the reality was so cruel? They didn't have much money on hand, and their spending level was abnormally high.

Renting a house for a month cost 20 yuan. If it was in their hometown, they could have rented a house for a year.

Song Jian and Song Cheng had been in poor health, and they had to take medicine intermittently. Tang Shufen didn't know where to find Song Jianguo.

Tang Shufen had never left the village in her life. In her opinion, no matter how big it was, it shouldn't be much bigger.

But as a family, they were already scared silly by the traffic on the streets.

Relying on the money in their hands, they barely made it through more than a month. In the end, they still couldn't find Song Jianguo. What could they do?

Song de threw away his old face and took the broken woven bag. He picked up trash everywhere to make a living. At first, he was doing well and could earn more than 10 yuan a day.

But for some reason, in the next month or so, more and more people picked up trash for a living. Even an old man like him could not compete with others.

Sometimes, when he encountered a pile of things, he was the one who was already picking them up. But later, a young man came and directly snatched all the bags in his hand.

By busying himself like this, he actually increased the income of others. But if he did not pick up trash, he did not know what to do for a living.

Yesterday was the New Year. He wanted to make a meal of dumplings. In the end, he searched carefully at home and found only two yuan. He bought two Jin of white bread and made a meal of vegetarian dumplings.

In the end, he hadn't even eaten a few. They were all snatched by those two brats.

After a period of time, although their bodies had mostly recovered. They didn't plan to go out to work.

Instead, they pointed at him, picking up trash outside to feed them.

Song de looked more than ten years older now. His hair was already white, and his clothes were tattered. It could be said that he was about the same as the beggars from the village in the past.

Now, he really regretted it. Why didn't he grasp his previous life well?